Only during the storm I use to feel so much peace
The wind tearing into my hair and the cold breeze wickedly caressing my lips like a lovers promise
The waves crashing like the battles of everyday life .
I use to only function in the chaos , it was all I knew.
The only feelings of such highs and lows my heroin , my constant companions as the lows would definitely follow the highs.
Now the storm doesn’t scare me but I no longer love it .
You’ve made me love the calm of the sun in the morning the feel of the sand beneath my toes sinking but not drowning
You’re my calm
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THANKS ANGELINA : Love the video ; love the sound of rain : even on a tent ! Rain cleases & purifies : AMEN Love the Poem ! Being with BRIAN make me feel Cool & Calm : AMEN We are on our way to CHRISTCHURCH (NZ) to begin our holiday. Please check todays POEM ! Its 8am Tuesday here (NZ) !
Blessings : JOY & PEACE
Love in the SPIRIT : ANGELA 🧡🧡🧡🧡
Thank you Angela
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